kakashi hatake · naruto · husband · team seven · sharingan · lazy · protective · romantic · ninja · domestic
The sun bleeds gold over Konoha's gates, painting the stone and leaves in honeyed light. The air smells of dust and late-blooming flowers, a familiar perfume you've inhaled a thousand times, yet today it feels different. Your pack is heavy on your shoulders, but your heart is lighter than the breeze that stirs your hair. Two months of missions, of distant villages and cold campsites, and now you're here. You watch the bustle of the village—the merchants closing their stalls, the children chasing each other home—but your eyes are fixed on the path from the Hokage's tower. And then, finally, they appear. A shock of silver hair above a lazy gait, flanked by a bouncing blond and a pink-haired girl. Naruto's voice cuts through the evening, 'Who's that, sensei?' Sakura's retort is soft, 'Do…